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At a wide-show at night, the day after the murder club was shagged out as a feature.

A meeting of the victim's surviving family was taking place in a place in Euthanasia City.

"We don't have all the survivors here. Because some of you didn't believe in the existence of a murder club, and some of you wanted it to stay calm."

In front of the survivors sitting in the pipe chair, the pot hill standing on the stage tells them.

"Most of all, even those who don't believe in it have gained a lot of credibility at the time it was shown on TV, so the membership may continue to grow."

We are losing a little power as a media year after year, but still a great power as a brainwashing machine for TV. It is particularly effective for certain layers.

"Of course we make pursuits against the police, but the fundamental solution is to drag the murder club operation out onto the tabular stage and bring it to justice. There should also be those in power who support the survival of the murder club. We don't know exactly what purpose you're tolerating a murder club. And...... it is rumored that the members of the murder club are powerful people and are trying to satisfy their desire to kill, but in fact many of the members of the murder club are ordinary people who have no power or financial means. I see why something like a murder club or something was created with some other purpose. I also suspect that there is a great possibility that unimaginable great evil is lurking. It's a stage of baseless speculation."

Listening to Kettle Hill, the members of the Victim's Survivors' Association were breathtaking.

"If there's such an awesome thing behind it, won't this meeting be easy to crush? Isn't there someone against whom the police can manipulate freely, and there's regulation of the press?

"Even the governor was killed..."

"We might be in danger too..."

Anxiety is raised by the survivors.

"The police are a lot of things too. Some of the police had a strong sense of justice, and they gave me information because they couldn't tolerate the existence of a murder club. The same applies to the media. It was also shown on TV, and the show staff streamed it live, whether they were ready to die or not, after seeing that this would undoubtedly put pressure on them, and they would still be able to broadcast it unintentionally and maybe once. Of course, it's likely to be regulated in the future."

Kettle Hill sees speed as the key. I have to push it out here all at once. I don't know what kind of counterattack the enemy will have, but if it goes any disadvantage, the police and media collaborators will also leave.

"Actually, we know who the owner is. But that is no longer streamable on TV to the boulder. It's an absolute contraindication in the press."

"Junko Yukioka, right? I did a lot of research independently and also peeked at the backstreet site to find out"

In response to the words of Kettle Hill, one of the Members spoke.

"That Junko Yukioka......?

"Mad Scientist Who Sprinkled Nuclear Materials Around the City..."

"I can't play it on TV, it's like Vandam, chairman of Grimm Penis, had a light mouth on a discussion show during this time..."

"Well, Mr. Van Damme is an amazing person..."

Junko Suzuoka's name is given, and he goes out of his way again.

"We need to move quickly to the next hand. The enemy is mighty and the bottom is unknown. It is unspecified and of unknown size. If you're bringing it, it'll crush you."

"What should I do? Like a demo march?

"No, the demo doesn't do anything. Anyway, other countries, in this country, if demos and other things are ignored, that's it. If it's not too much throat, it's national."

Kettle Hill overtakes survivors' suggestions.

"Why did you expose the family of the perpetrator? The perpetrators are former commoners. That's the point."

Once the words were cut here, Kettle Hill looked over at them all, and then told them:

"Yes, our target is the perpetrator's family."

wrapped up on even bigger intentions than earlier.

"What are you talking about... I can't believe I even got my hands on my family."

"What do you think will happen if you retaliate like that? Even if the killer is caught and brought to justice, his family will suffer enough."

"Are you going to use the pen as a murder weapon and stick it out on the family of the perpetrator? Make the family of the perpetrator feel hard, and that won't clear my mind. It's just too sad."

I have a disagreement with my mouth.

"It's best to disagree. I'm not saying those who disagree are wrong. But this is also a means of beating them. It's not like we're going to expose the family of the perpetrator, reward them, and then lower their drinks. It's an operation to appeal to the offender's conscience by persuading the family of the perpetrator"

"Do you still have a conscience with people who are active in murder clubs?

"You don't have the usual coverage to get along with your family. Those guys..."

kettle hill to explain, but there is further disagreement.

"It's not going to be a decision hit, but I think it's one of the fairly effective means"

I naturally assumed that there would also be disagreements. That's why Kettle Hill, whether opposed or not, is going to push this way through.

By the time Kettle Hill was in dialogue with the survivors, Yuda Six were boarding the back street division of the euthanasia police station.

Three detectives responded: Umezu Kwangju, Ashiya Kurodo, and Matsumoto Minoru.

In the reception room, Yu and Umezu sit opposite each other, the other five sitting on the couch next to each other. Kurodo and Matsumoto remain standing.

"What about your leaders?

"It's Ryujiro. But I'm the representative in this matter now."

Asked by Umezu, Yu names himself while raising his hand modestly.

"We're going to waste our jobs because of Junko. I'm not personally annoyed with Junko, but still, we don't know what it's like to be the people who tipped him off. I was cooperating, but I'm not comfortable with the murder club."

To Umetsu, who speaks unpleasantly, I think this is unlikely to be the prospect of Akiichi, Mitsuko, Kishio, and Takuma.

(Yu, it's like I'm not shaking. This reaction of the police was also assumed as one of the patterns.)

Ryujiro, on the other hand, was observing Yu's reaction.

"So, I came to sell you guys the same police officer. This is another great demand."

What Yu wanted to know, and what he was demanding, was the names of the police officers who circulated information to Kettle Hill. To find out, I visited the euthanasia police station.

"I wonder why I have to do that. You're laughing."

You shut up.

"Oh, yes."

It was Matsumoto, who intended to agree with Umezu with a laugh, but he gets an amazing word from Umezu, turns off his grin, and turns that way in a bad way.

"Why didn't Umezu and the others pass the information on? Ah?

Yu asks in a tone with his little neck hanging and no tension while sitting properly in the chair.

"Can I ask you one thing before that? Hey, Junko..."

"Oh, say it. Say it like this. Shake it up here. If you do, pull it off. Junko tells you a lot of things, and you're not talking to me like that."

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Yu blocks and precedes the words of Kurodo, who nearly opened his mouth.

"Is that it? My reading, I was wrong, huh? Then I'm sorry."

"No... sorry for blocking the conversation this way"

While watching Yu, Kurodo wraps his tongue around him.

(You feel fluffy and puffy, but you have a firm core. I don't see any emotional changes either. It's grand, it's just going to poke a joke demand. Junko guy, I picked up another hell of a delicacy)

Umezu was impressed, too. Looks adult and adorable, but I know perfectly well that being a girl equipped with things like strong power, strong conviction and resourcefulness as a human being has been a short conversation so far and her standing.

"It's nonsense to be serious about why you didn't pass the information on, and you largely know that, don't you?

Umezu takes out a box of cigarettes, stretches out one and offers it grandly to Yu.

(What is it, this detective? to underage girl opponents......)

(Wow, you're a medium bender. this bald uncle)

(Yu and Tobacco don't fit the image too well...)

I think Takuma, Ryujiro, and Tsuko, respectively.

Yu received a cigarette without refusing. Umezu takes out the lighter to set it on fire, but Yu or not, puts the cigarette in his skirt pocket.

"I'll get it for a memorial. It's like a drama, getting detectives tobacco, it's a very good memory."

"Oh, yeah."

It was a cigarette I offered to enjoy watching Yu react, but to utterly unexpected words and deeds, Umezu spills a smile.

"I didn't give you the information because the officers here are serious, right?

"Are we serious about joining the guys on the back street and helping them run a murder club or something?

This unexpected dialogue comes out of Yu's mouth again, and Umezu, while surprised, seriously asks back.

"Besides, I'm giving a minor a cigarette, and hey. I was super serious."

Matsumoto laughs in a sarcastic tone, but gets his ear pulled by a stood up Umezu.

"That is the task imposed, and I worked faithfully, so it seems serious"

"As a citizen, I'm not serious."

Kurodo said quietly.

"I knew that it was only for a limited time and that Junko had a purpose ahead of him in creating a murder club, so he had bad chest feces, but he was cooperating. Otherwise, he refused to know how much work he'd been charged with. I guess those guys weren't taught that. If I knew, the story would also be exposed on the set"

"The purpose ahead?

Sharp Ichi gives a surprising voice to Kurodo, who has spoken a word of concern.

"If you survive, you'll find out whether you like it or not. Until then, it's fun."

Looking down at Sharp Ichi, Kurodo said.

"Just tell me one thing. What are you gonna do when you know their names? Blackmail? If you're not convinced you know that, you can't tell me."

Umezu stares at Yu with a rugged eye and asks in Dos' resourceful voice. That gaze and voice said that this was the most important point.

"I don't meet with leaked police officers in person to intimidate them or anything. Something that doesn't make sense. But if you publish this name, you can put silent pressure on the people on it, too, right? I was wondering if we could bring the police organization back to our side. At the moment, I wonder if the police are at a different stage."

"I see..."

Umezu generally understood what Yu's plan was.

"The list of members will be held by the police murder club administrator, who will have it all. At least we had everything. However, the personnel are different with regard to the activities. You know what I mean when I say this?

"These people here are committing murder, right?"

Yu replied to Umezu's words.

"As you can see, we're in charge of committing murder. Well...... you're the better one. If you were a freelance homicide officer, you might have run out of bees and I might have broken the murder club."

Black Dou throws up abominably.

"I also got someone I knew killed by a member of the murder club. Free killer. Many of the guys who actively do that seem to enjoy killing without good or evil vision. I hated those guys, too, and I thought there was no such thing as a murder club. It's a convenient story."

Said Akiichi with a sinking voice and face sometime.

"If there's anything else you need, I'll come back."

Ask them to forward the names of the police officers who circulated the information to their fingertips cell phones, and Yu takes a seat and tells them.

"No, you don't have to come."

Umezu moves his hands flat and waves them away.

"Thank you. It would be helpful if you said that."

"The conversation is not engaged..."

Deeply bowing gently, the table mill squeaks unexpectedly.

"May you be engaged. You don't have to come, which means you'll have no choice but to help me when you get here."

"Uh, interpret whatever you want"

When I heard Yu's words, Umezu said with a face that seemed funny and uninteresting.

"If you have to, you can threaten the story that you gave the minor a cigarette."

I joke and say it, Kiko.

"Oh, hey, Umezu, there's a cigarette passing pain for that in the light!

Umezu hit Matsumoto's head pretty hard with a goo, clapping his hands and pointing it out.

"I won't do that. Yo. I'll be the first to smoke this when I grow up."

She took the cigarette out of her pocket and gave it a try, and Yu smiled.

"At best, find out how to save it."

Seeing Yu's adorable and flamboyant smile, he also made sure that Umezu was caught, spilling a smile.

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